Daily Yellowstone journal., 1887-05-15
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tolScnel profound grief and contrtion.
''Jac.i!' screamed the baronet, in ter.
tor. What's tie mattcr-is lie d'ads'
mo, my dear Sir John" replied Mr.
Bilsom, 'only somewhat seriously Iii
about the legs; but | hope there is ne
danger.
What do you know about it, yelled
Sir John. WHO shot him?"
Il did, Sir john" said Mr.. Bengo.
stepping forward, Il am terribly sorry;
but he moyed from his place, and | didn't
know
.'Know. indeed, you internal jacka.
napes! | should think you knew more
about yard measures than guns. Get out
of my sight. sir! Get out of the place.
Confound YOU, sir, never let me set eyes
on You again.
And Sir John stamped and raved like
a mailman. Seeing that argument was
useless, Mr.. Bengo disappeared, and the
wounded sportsman was carried home,
attended by his father, who alternately
bemoaned the accident and cursed the
unluckv cause of it with strange and
fearful Waths. Jack was put to bed, and.
as Mr.. Bison reiterated his assurances
that no danger was to be anticipated, Sir
| John refrained for the time from sending
To town for an eminent surgeon. But as
the evening drew IN Mr.. Townley became
delirious. ard Tom Bison. with a solemn
face. summoned his father to his bedside.
saving that the case was serious AMI that
the poor follow evidently had something
on his mind which was well that Sir John
should hear.
''IIe is very fcverish," said Mr.. Bilsom,
land talks strangely in his delirum. At
intervals. however. he is quite rational
NJ the moment he was chattCring six
teen to Iao ,lozcn, and Sir John paused,
brcathlcss. to listen.
whats be saying?" whispered the
baronet. Something about el0.GO that
he owes-his poor old fathcr-disgrace
10 the family-ruin and bankruptcy.
Have You ever heard anything Of this
before
We'll Sir John" said Mr.. Bilsom.
..you may as well know the truth now.
Poor Jack has certainly lost money late
IL: he told me only Yesterday that he
owed Mr.. Bengo several thousand pounds.
and it seemed TO prey upon his mind ter
rihly. | wish il did not. for. " course.
mental worry increases the fever and
makes tie case positively critical"
''You don't say so.' gasped Sir John.
but so. G0O!-but how could he incur
| such an enormous debit
The OIL story. my dear sir. replied
Mr.. BilSom. fcrlingly. ''One debt leads
to another. Jack told me in confidence
that he had signed a number Of bills To-
different money lenders. and that Mr..
Bengo had bought them all up. and was
now his sole creditor. \ dangerous
man. this Mr.. Bengo. a very dangerous
man.
And, as Mr.. Bilsom impaired this in.
formation in a heartbrol;en WHISPER,
Jacks rawlings burst forth again With re-
doubled vehemence.
At that moment there was a knock AT
the door. Mr.. Bilsom went TO open il,
and was confronted by Mr.. Bottles. the
I family butler.
Il must speak to Sir John at once,
sir said that f~unctionary. in a hoarse
whisper.
But You can't. my good man: he can
not attend to anything at present"
Il must, sir" said Mr.. Bottles. with a
determined air. Il don't ARE if he dis
charges me afterward.
What S the natter asked Sir John.
irritably.
Might | speak to you for a minute,
Sir john"
Certainly not. you stupid fool; can't
you see that | am engaged with Mr.,
Jack: Leave the room at once
But Bottles did not move.
Its about Mr.. Jack that ] want TO
SEE you. Sir John; it's a conspiracy to rob
you, Sir joint
what is the idiot driving att" ex.
claimed the tormented baronet. "A con
spiracy.'
"Ycs. Sir John, a barefaced swindle."
and Mr.. Bottles stared very hard at Mr.
Bilsom, who somehow shrank from
meeting his eye.
Growing curses below his breath, Sir
John left the room, and Mr.. Bison at
once advanced 10 his patient and shook
him roughly.
"It's all up. Jack, he whispered: nc
use shamming any longer
But Jack. who had been quiet for a
few minutes. burst again into wild ray.
ings.
BE quiet. you IDIOT repeated Mr.,
Bison. The games up, ] tell Won.
Better make a clean breast Of ii.
But lac could MOI rouse his friend to q
scnEr Of his position, and il suddenly Oc-
CURED Ia him that Jack was really dclir-
ious, and was ~ shamming at all. just
as he arrived at this conclusion Sir John
entered the room with a face rs olack as
thunder.
Nr. Bilsom had always Prided himself
on his presence Of mind.
my dear Sir John" he said. with a
face of deep solemnity, this is terrible
indeed. From your sons wild talk |
gather that Mr.. Bengo shot him on pur-
pose. in order To induce you to pay his
debts.
'Just exactly what Bottles has told
me, replied the baronet, staring suspic-
iOusly al the doctor. 'IIc overheard e
conversation between my unfortunate
son and Mr.. BcngO. IN the billiard room
last night, at which this scoundrcl pro-
posed the scheme. Jack, IL seems, was
more than half drunk. and scarcely res
p1nsihle for his actions. May ! ask II
you knew anything of this precious plot,
sir:''
Certainly not, on my word II honor,
Sir John, protested Mr.. Bison, until /
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